As Dennis continued to adjust the settings, Cheri’s phone buzzed and she moved toward the door.
“Sorry guys, but I have to go. They just got a bunch of orders.”
Before Greg could even say goodbye, Cheri was gone. Dennis shot him a sympathetic look as Greg sighed.
“Hey man, no worries. She’ll be back.”
Greg nodded his head. “Yeah, it’s not like we won’t order more pizza.”
Dennis chuckled. He then noticed the computer screen and game flashing.
“So Greg, been thinking about female super heroes?’
Greg glanced at the screen. “What, you want to discuss how the movie female super heroes need to add more muscle? Again.”
Dennis ignored the last comment as he responded. “All I’m saying is that if Wonder Woman trained as hard as they said in the movie that she’d look buffer! I mean if all the men get jacked for their super hero movie roles, why didn’t Gal?”
Greg was about to respond when a quick knock on the door was followed by a beautiful blonde head popping in.
“Hey guys! Don’t forget that tonight is the social out on the lawn.”
Dennis smirked. “You can come in Heather.”
Heather opened the door and stepped in. At 5 foot 2 inches of perkiness, Heather was the self-elected girl in charge. Most people called her CEO as you were asked sweetly to do what she wanted, but didn’t dare challenge her unless you wanted a debate you would lose. And she wasn’t above flat out intimidation, which seemed incongruous considering her small-framed body and cute as hell looks. Today she was in pink sweats and her long blonde hair was in a ponytail. She smiled, giggled and walked in.
“So the party starts at 8, only $10 for refreshments and music.”
Greg was about to say something, but Dennis quickly interrupted. “Yeah, we’ll be there. No problem.” He agreed quickly before Greg and her got into a discussion that wouldn’t end well for Greg.
Heather nodded, appreciating that Dennis snapped in line. She then noticed his camera.
“Wow, Dennis, is that a new camera? It must be pretty high end considering everyone has one on their phone.”
Greg chuckled. “Well it’s supposed to take perfect pictures!”
Heather narrowed her eyes and frowned toward Greg and then shot a smile back toward Dennis.
“So have you taken any pictures yet?”
Dennis shook his head. “Um, no, not yet.”
Heather put one small hand on her left hip, cocking her stance and giving Dennis a ‘what are you, a dumbass look’ blinked her eyes a few times.
“Well I’m right here! If that thing can take perfect pictures, let’s see!”
Dennis gulped, both intimidated and turned on. Heather had a pretty average, if not thin physique and Dennis had always imagined her sporting muscles matching her personality. He nearly shuddered thinking about her having raging strength and massive muscles to back up her intimidating presence. The thought of Heather putting her drive into weight lifting and being rewarded with incredible strength and bulging muscles caused his heart to skip a beat. If she already had the personality of a CEO, matching up the power to back up anything she wanted seemed a perfect match. But of course Dennis never went part way with his thoughts as he imaged ever increasing strength and massive, bulging muscles so large hard and powerful that nothing would be able to stop her from getting whatever she so desired. Everyone everywhere would fall in line, not just her dorm, or she would make them pay. So as Dennis pulled the camera up and with thoughts of a super powered Heather firmly in place, Dennis lined up the image. Heather shot an award-winning smile as she batted her big blue eyes and Dennis snapped the picture.
For Dennis, everything went blurry for a moment and then quickly cleared. Dennis blinked his eyes; worried that something was wrong with him. Those worries were soon substantiated as when he pulled the camera down he was staring back at……